I don't own Yu Gi Oh (that includes Malik…darn…)
~ What a Shocker ~
Sometime later, after Bakura had threatened the secretary at least ten times, Malik and Ryou walked out of Mr. Matachi's office. And to Bakura's dismay both were looking rather happy…especially Malik. Which gave him an uneasy feeling.
"Finally." He grumbled. "What the hell took you so long? You didn't have to show him how you fuck did you?" Bakura smirked nastily as he stood up from the chair where he was sitting.
"Bakura!" Ryou shouted, blushing.
"Um…Bakura," Mr. Matachi spoke nervously.
"What?" He snapped nastily.
"Um…well…I think that when you get home…uuh…Ryou and Malik will have to explain some things to you…and well that's all!" He ran back in his office and slammed the door before Bakura could get his hands on him.
Bakura quickly turned his attention to the two boys who were making his life hell, he didn't really know if he wanted to hear about some sick and twisted plan that Matachi came up with.
"What's he talking about?" He asked skeptically.
"I-It can wait until we get home…" Ryou muttered. Malik looked as if he had died and gone to heaven.
"Wipe that smile off your face!"
"Shut up." Malik said simply before he and Ryou walked out the door, leaving Bakura standing there, alone and confused, until he snapped out of it and ran after them.
Arriving home, Malik could hardly wait to tell Bakura the "good news".
Bakura, on the other hand was as nervous as a sheep in a lion's den as he sat there on the couch. Ryou came and sat down next to him, trying to put on a serious face.
"Um…Bakura. Mr. Matachi thinks that it's best if…well that is if you don't mind…that you wear this." Ryou brought his hand out from behind his back and revealed what he was hiding.
Malik was trying desperately to control his laughter, but it wasn't working too well.
Bakura gazed wide-eyed at a little black choker that looked more like a dog collar than anything.
"You're joking." He said in all seriousness.
"Nope!" Malik said, still laughing hard. "So put it on, you little pit bull!"
"What the fuck?! I ain't your dog! There is no way in hell I'm wearing this!" He snatched it out of Ryou's hands and threw it across the room.
Ryou put on a more serious face. "You will if you want a place to stay."
"Well then…" Bakura glared at both of them. "Oh shit…" Bakura slumped over to where the collar lay, snatched it up, and secured it around his neck.
"That's a good boy." Malik joked, only to have Bakura glower at him.
"Now Bakura…we have to explain some things to you." Ryou started. "This isn't just an ordinary collar. It's a shock collar."
"What!!" Bakura clawed at it, frantically trying to get it off.
"Oh, and it won't come off unless one of us deactivates it." Malik said amusedly.
"Mr. Matachi gave us each a control button." Ryou showed him his. "It has a power button, and a voltage magnitude switch that goes from one to ten. We set it depending on how much we think you deserve."
"Well this is a load of --AAAH!" Bakura jumped five feet in the air, and when he could feel his body again, he shot a nasty look right at Malik, who had tears in his eyes.
"I…was just seeing if it worked." He said, laughing really hard.
"Malik and I promised that we would only use it if we feel you need it."
"Yea…well Malik's gunna kill me." He panted, starting to lose the feeling in his leg.
"No he wont…he promised too."
"Yea…well what good is the promise of an ex murderer?"
"You know…you're right." Malik said with an evil grin.
"AAAH!" Bakura yelled again.
"Now Malik we promised we wouldn't do that unless he did something wrong." Ryou scolded him.
"Well then, that was for calling me an ex murderer." He said, justifying his actions.
"I'm gunna die…" Bakura mumbled to himself. "AAAH!"
"That was for being so pessimistic." Malik smiled at him.
Bakura stared at him…tempted to say something, but knowing that he would only be shocked again.
"Oh and Ryou…Bakura broke your favorite toaster this morning."
"What!?!" It was as if something snapped inside of him. He brought the voltage all the way up to ten. "Take that!"
"AAAH!" Bakura yelped.
"Here Bakura, have another one!"
"AAAH!"
Malik sat back and laughed. He had never seen this side of Ryou before…and he kinda liked it.
"Why'd you do it Bakura!?!
"I didn't—AAAH!"
"This is great." Malik chuckled to himself. Before long…Bakura was bound to want to leave them after all this torture.
* * *
Late that evening Bakura sat alone on the couch while Malik and Ryou were upstairs. He had complained about not having any meat again tonight, and both Ryou and Malik shocked him at the same time. Ryou's excuse was that he didn't appreciate him making fun of what he cooked for dinner. And Malik's excuse was that Bakura was making fun of him again for being a vegetarian.
He sat there on the couch…franticly trying to come up with a plan to get back at them…well…mostly Malik because he hated him more. But that was beside the point. He had given up hope when the best thing he thought of was sticking Malik's head in the toilet and giving him a swirlie.
'I'm losing my touch.' He thought hopelessly, flopping his head in his hands. All of his appendages…ALL…of his appendages were numb, and every so often he would twitch involuntarily. This whole situation was completely unfair. All he needed was a place to stay. He wasn't that much trouble to have around. Sure, he might be a slob. And yea…Ryou might have ran across a few things in the basement a couple of times…but hey, other then that, it was like he wasn't there at all.
'Think Bakura, think!' He shouted mentally smacking himself in the head…but the well had run dry. Either that or it was shocked to death.
Giving up, he flopped down on the couch and watched some TV…slowly drifting off to sleep when… "AAAH!" Bakura quickly jumped off the sofa, only to hear soft laughter coming from behind it.
"You bastard!" He yelled charging at Malik.
"I don't think so Bakura!" He yelled back before emitting another nasty shock that made Bakura stop in his tracks. "I was only testing to make sure it still worked…and watta ya know? It does! Oyasumi Nasai Bakura!" Malik walked up the stairs and when he reached the top, gave Bakura one more nasty jolt.
"AAAH! What the hell was that for?!?"
"For being you!"
Bakura sulked back over to the couch, still shaking with a mix of rage and electricity. Was this even legal? And if so…this would have been a nice way to kill Yugi Mutou…
"Goddamnit…the things I put up with…need a plan…horrible deaths…sissy Malik…goddamnit…" But after a long while of thought it hit him…he knew exactly what he was going to do…it wouldn't be easy…but he would just have to have some patients…which wasn't going to be easy either.
OoO…What could Bakura be scheming?